One more game

It wasn’t a very hard decision to spend a perfect spring Sunday afternoon with my family rather than watch what all signs suggested would be a heart-breaking Game 4 for the Celtics. But facing a sweep, and the possible end of the Paul Pierce and Kevin Garnett era, I did keep up with Twitter, and couldn’t resist excusing myself for awhile into the house for overtime at least.

If you’re honest with yourself, you can see how strange the your hopes and expectations as a fan change depending on the situation. It isn’t always just about demanding championships, sometimes it is just about hoping to see a little pride and dignity. Which is why gutting out this one win feels to me like the highlight of the season.

I don’t think many Celts fans expected much of this season after Rondo went down, but an ignominious exit the playoffs would have been too much. Getting that one win makes it easier to accept what’s likely to come next. And that’s probably better than fooling yourself into thinking anyone in the East besides the Heat is getting to the Finals.